Reed at 7

 A few fun facts about Reed at age 7:

Still has some of the language remnants from his toddlerhood, and I have advised everyone NOT to correct these cute Reed-isms that I love:

                            Hunormous (meaning really big)

                            Extracise (meaning exercise)

Beckett also reminded me that he used to say Shobel, instead of shovel, and that it was the cutest thing. He's right, it was.

Reed is not so into unicorns and pink these days, more into Fortnite and soccer and Lego. He just retired the My Little Ponies, at least for now, as well as his pink rainbow backpack.

After participating in a speech study at Syracuse University (I told him he could earn $30 for talking for two hours and he agreed!) we learned that he has an "R" speech problem and so now we're pursuing speech therapy for him to help him practice saying Rs correctly.

Sleepwalks. From time to time he does weird stuff at night, like we hear laughing and go into his room and he's in bed laughing but won't respond to us. Or last night he came in and just stood in the room and started laughing. We couldn't tell if he was laughing or crying so I asked him and he said "crying" but then laid down in the bed and started laughing again. Jeff told him he would take him back to his bed and tuck him in and he said ok and then laid down in our bed crosswise. Jeff carried him back to his room. Sometimes we hear someone up and when we go in to check on him he's just standing up in the middle of his room or in the doorway to the hall, eyes closed. It's very weird and sometimes creepy and sometimes funny.